She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet dimly understanding. “I imagine,” Sir John said, “that your sister would acquaint him with it. Even WITH the Censorship of Plays there’s hardly a decent thing to which a man can take his wife and daughters, a creeping taint of suggestion everywhere. ‘Up, Jacques, up,’ she ordered.
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